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It started with me and my mum being in some basement with a glass roof and we could hear a tiger panting first. and then we saw him walking around from underneath his big paws against the glass just above us. and then i was outside trying to get away. there were lots of hills and grass and really far in the distance i could see a lion lying in the grass. i was walking around the corner really fast but i could see the lion getting up really slowly and starting to follow me. its like he knew there was no escape for me. he just followed me and i got to these houses but they all had barbed wire around them, so i couldn't get in. the path in between the houses got narrower and narrower. in the end i tried to climb under the barbed wire, but the lion got me anyways, and then i woke up

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It was late one night and I was hanging with my friend Louie, and we decided to go to my friend Tom's house. When we got there, we took off out shoes. Louie was wearing black and green shoes. We left them in a pile with other people's shoes. Then Tom told us they were watching a movie upstairs and we could start one downstairs. Now, even though we were at Tom's house, this house was built exactly like mine. So Louie went into a room that connected to another room in the basement and he sat on the bed to watch a movie. I decided to go upstairs and wee whose shoes were there. Upstairs I saw Dalton.

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I was sitting in a bar and there were very expensive whiskey bottles on the shelves. Two of my friends walked in and shot a spitball at me, but he missed and hit the shelf, sending a million dollars worth of whiskey shattered on the floor. Then a woman (who looked like my Chemistry teacher) ran by with a glowing stick in her hand. She ran by again and I asked her what she was doing. She then walked up and killed both my friends, making me extremely emotional. She then took me through the memories of a little boy, including his baseball games. Then, she took me to a white room where a convicted rapist was being held. The convicted rapist was apparently the grandfather of the little boy with the memories. The woman began reading the memories to the old man. She told me she had to do this everyday. The old man then motioned me over to a piano and we played a song together. (I have no idea how to play the piano, but I did perfectly in this.) Then, the woman asked the old man how he felt about his son. The old man said nothing. The woman then asked the old man how he felt about his grandson. The man said he wished his grandson was his son. The woman then turned to me and told me to "Solve the mystery" or something very vague like that. When I made the assumption the grandfather attacked the little boy, the woman locked me in a dark room with a purple door. She told me I wouldn't be able to get out until I solved the puzzle. I screamed for her to let me out, but she refused. Then I woke up mid scream.

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I was on my ship that I served on in the Navy in the 1980's walking by a compartment and in the compartment I saw 4 NY Yankees from the 1970's - 3 pitchers (Ron Gidury, Goose Gossage, and Catfish Hunter) as well as another player not a pitcher but I can't recall who it was. They all had boxes of baseball memorabilia from the 70's with them. I realized that I had in essence stepped back in time that we were in present day 2012 but they were in essence in the 1970's and could not "reach" me. I also realized that their memorabilia was valuable. For whatever reason I was a real jerk to them - and I knew that there was nothing they could do about it. For example, I told Goose Gossage that he was going to have a hard time getting into the hall of fame, told Gidury that he would become a Yankees pitching coach and nothing more, and told Catfish hunter that he would die a young man of Lou Gehrig's disease. I also told them how successful Reggie Jackson had become. I was also rummaging through their memorabilia and was going to steal some of it. Through all of this they just stood there behind their memorabilia and it seemed as though they could do or say nothing. They were almost like cardboard figures. For whatever reason I decided not to take anything and began to walk out, and as I did I looked over my shoulder and made a wise ass comment, but I don't recall what it was. As I turned again to look forward I saw Joe Torre, Bucky Dent, Craig Nettles, Chris Chambliss, and other 1970's Yankees walking in, but they were not young and in their 20's but as they currently look and in their current age. I remember distinctly that Joe Torre was in front and was holding a baseball bat - he was also wearing sun glasses. It was at that point that I realized that I had not stepped back in time but we were in present day and that these Yankees were all gathering for old timer's day. No one said a word to me and I walked out past the Yankees that came in. Fear and shame swept over me because I knew that my actions would be known to the world. That's where the dream ended.

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People are getting diseases and turned into zombies. My friend and I are stuck in the same household with a bunch of other kids that are sick, but we're not. This one guy that's in charge is also sick and is beginning to turn into a zombie. My friend and I go to the basement to find guns to kill the ones that are turning to zombies. We find some but when we shoot, it turns out that they are water guns! We go in the basement and find a box of Kleenex that says "OPEN". We open it and there's a gun! We see the guy that's in charge go digging for something in the basement, so we hide. I take aim and shoot, but nothing comes out again. He panics and takes off the seat on the exercising bike. The gun's in there! My other friend takes it away from him and shoots him. It's the real gun. The funny thing is that I have had this dream before. In this dream I was looking for the gun because I remembered the area where it was from the previous dream I had.

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I am in a really large house with glass windows and beautiful paintings. The kitchen had a chef and there were two islands where one of my friends Matthew was sitting. I went up to talk to him and my mom came just after, he asked her whether or not he could have a drink and she said yes and I said no jokingly. She yelled at me and told me that I was being disrespectful. Matthew and I then sitting on two white chairs with our laptops. He goes to the washroom and an indian boy around my age comes upstairs and puts a knife to the back of neck and tells me to get up. He says “this is for the best” and lights a match and puts it on the ground. He forces me to walk down the stairs into the basement, ties me to a chair and turns of all the lights. I say “hello” over and over again but no one replies. Eventually I try to get up but he puts what I think is a needle up against my neck. I begin crying. I then hear a boy screaming loudly (who I assume to be Matthew) and hear the roaring of a fire. I scream loudly trying to allow someone to hear me in which time the young indian boy sticks me with the needle.

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